and he's amazing
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Behind The MaskFight it when it's just not there, fake it so they know you care.Behind The Mask
Disaster turns you inside out, showing them your faults. Try to hide behind your mask without them having doubts.
Will they even know you
if they see you on the street? Fuck, if they even know themselves
or how their own heart beats.
Smile behind a burrdon and laugh with empty hearts. Snicker at resentment when they don't know where to start.
You point out all their failures to hide behind your own. Cast away your innocence so your one c


Uncertain Feelings Never LieIt's a Wednesday night; get the pizza come on over. We never had a fight... I wonder if you wanna hold her.Uncertain Feelings Never Lie
I missed you everynight... I wished you'd hold me tight.
Pop in the movie and hold my hand, you look at her...I don't understand Why it always feels like I'm not good enough. Yeah...well...that's just my luck.


ExistenceAs I lay awake daydreaming for dreaming's sake I wonder what's to become of me Is my purpose out there? Was I meant to be?Existence
From what I've seen, I fill a void that's never been I am myself, but it means nothing Not one person knows who I am
Not even myself.
Can one shadow distinguish its shape in a crowd of shadows? What defines it, makes it unique if so many like it are all around?
I am a person. Because I am a person, I exist. Breathing, seeing, feeling, hearing I exist.
But is that enough?
Doe
Busted

-+__-They call it a heart-__+-Falling in love is such a waste Because my broken blue eyed baby doll You do it in such poor taste Waking up just to break down Putting on a show-+__-They call it a heart-__+-
Just to take it off for the whole town Never more exposed than When your morals are on the mend But you can’t crack now
My polluted porcelain pet You’ve got kisses to blow Countless counterfeit love letters to send Yet you must confess Your lips were overdressed And your act was edging on cheap Discounted for the best. As you would never settle for less. But your dirty habit, you got to keep. &nbs


-No Poet-He is not a Poet, Yet he can rhyme. He seems nearly dead, But still he has time.-No Poet-
You may not understand him, He sits there pen in hand. Writing out his thoughts, Although they're nothing grand.
He has nothing he can say, In silence he starts to think. Slowly the lamplight fades away, His bleeding heart starts to sink.
If only he could shake this, But his writings none will see. His living hell does not exist, All his pain is just a dream.
He is not a poet, He just sits writing out his heart. Nightmares he can
-Gabe
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